The night sky was like ink, enveloping Lingxiao Pavilion that floated amidst the clouds, and ethereal mythical mist loomed mysteriously.
Rays of warm yellow light seeped through the night pearl, raising the temperature within the bed curtains to an extreme high.
Yunxi was like a fish drowning in water, gasping slightly for air, her gaze fervently affixed onto the man so close at hand.
"A'Chen, A'Chen…" She deeply called out his name.
Her A'Chen, he was the divine imperial son esteemed above all others, yet also the man she desired to marry deep in her heart and who she loved for a thousand years.
The handsome Yi'Chen, his thin lips rendering a chilly curve.
"Crown Princess, it seems you've become bolder in just half a month!" His grip became tighter, his icy words carrying a great deal of resentment.
The unexpected remarks left Yunxi, immersed in his intimate embrace, feeling as though her heart was sliced by a sharp blade.
A thousand years has passed and he still detests her as before...
Tears started to well in Yunxi's eyes uncontrollably. As she opened her mouth to say something, she was rudely interrupted by Yi'Chen's crude action.
"To bear the golden dragon imperial lineage as soon as possible, you really went to great lengths! Complaining here and there that I barely laid hands on you all these years?" Yi'Chen ignored the sorrow in Yunxi's eyes, his voice cold and bone-chilling.
Receiving no response from Yunxi, Yi'Chen's wrath surged, his hand quickly snaking around Yunxi's snowy white neck, observing as her small face gradually reddened.
"Hmm? Crown Princess, Princess Yunxi? You like me that much? Enough to kill the woman I care about?"
Yunxi endured his violent actions, bitter tears spun in her eyes as her consciousness gradually blurred.
"No...I didn't..." She struggled to explain.
Yichen's eyes were filled with loathing, akin to harboring resentment for a millennium, without any intention of letting go.
"Why didn't you die—!"
Yunxi struggled bitterly, with sadness and pain choking her.
"No…"
She suddenly yelled, sitting up from the bed and gasping for air.
Bright sunshine came in through the window, birds chirping, flowers blooming, and clouds swirling in the ether.
So, it was just a dream—
How much must she be despised so that someone would dream of killing her with such determination?
Yunxi's heart clenched tightly, a wave of desolation welled up in her eyes...
Footsteps echoed from outside the palace, and Yunxi quickly hid her disheveled appearance, restoring her usual noble and graceful demeanor.
The serving fairy maid Xiaoqing entered the room with breakfast, bowing meticulously before Yunxi.
"Good morning, Princess Consort."
With that, she placed the food box down and retreated to the side, not daring to look up at Yunxi.
It was said that Snow Sparrow Fairy, the beloved of Prince Yichen, was killed by Princess Yunxi. The lethality of her methods were appalling. Prince Yichen had depleted three hundred years of his cultivation to preserve Snow Sparrow's divine body.
Thus, for the past thousand years, the relationship between Prince Yichen and Princess Yunxi had been as 'cold' as ice.
Xiaoqing was fearful that if she inadvertently offended this Princess Yunxi, her future days would be even more difficult to bear.
"Where is the prince?" asked Yunxi in a careless manner, while she was having her meal after washing up.
Observing Xiaoqing's hesitant reaction, Yunxi could tell that she was holding back.
"Has he... gone to Yi Xue Palace again?"
Xiaoqing nodded, not daring to utter a word.
"I see. You may leave now." Yunxi sighed lightly and waved her hand at Xiaoqing.
Setting down the jade chopsticks and green bowl, Yunxi had lost all appetite.
Yi Xue Palace -
It was a palace that was built by Prince Yichen specifically after the death of Fairy Xue Yuan. He ordered people to transport ten-thousand-year-old black ice from the bitterly cold land in the extreme north, to construct a crystal ice coffin to house Xue Yuan's immortal body that hasn't decayed in a thousand years.
Xue Yuan -
A name, like a fish bone, stuck in Yunxi's heart for a whole millennium, and could not be removed.
This woman was the cinnabar mark and moonlight in Yichen's heart.
She was also the wife that lingers in his heart.